DESERVEDLY

Chapter 24 - The Truth

Devano's confession made Intan frown. Half did not believe it, but that sentence was the one his hearing had just caught. Why would Devano suddenly make such a confession? Doesn't Devano already have a lover? That question is now swirling around in Intan's head.

“What did you say?” Intan hopes she hears him wrong.

“Intan, I don't like you.”

Intan underlined the word no that Devano expressed. Really a word that Intan doesn't want to hear.

“You don't like me, Dev?”

“Iya. Because I don't deserve you.”

Quickly. Again, that is the word Intan heard. A split second of Intan immediately catapulted the memory to the past, remembering the moment of betrayal of love committed by the ex. At that time the ex used the word appropriate to end the relationship.

Also, about Sandhi, the memory of her is coming back. Sandhi preferred the woman he was betrothed to rather than the Intan. Previously Sandhi claimed to save a sense for Intan since college, but did not go unravel because he felt he did not deserve the love of Intan. In fact, over time, Sandhi's love only confused Intan.

Why should there be a proper word? Inner Intan, her gaze shifted to just anyone, no longer looking at Devano's eyeballs.

“Lalu ...” Devano was about to continue his sentence.

Intan was lured, until he looked back at Devano.

“Then what?” Intan's heart is half lifeless because it is filled with disappointment.

“Then, I know something about Sandhi, the young lecturer who loves you so much.”

This time Intan was glued. Intan did not expect that Devano would know about Sandhi's identity. In fact, about Sandhi who loves Intan, Devano also knows.

“Sandhi is so handsome, her appearance is attractive, a lecturer anyway. Young people have a profession that makes them proud. Truly the ideal male figure, and .. deserves you, Tan.”

Again Devano talked about speed. Intan's ears were already tingled, and it felt like he no longer wanted to hear. The disappointment in his heart also grew. Ready to blow it all up.

“See this!” Devano shows a bouquet of white roses given by Sandhi. “For you, from Sandhi,” added Devano.

Intan breathed deeply. The atmosphere in nana’s ice cream suddenly made it sultry, unable to bear being there. Intan wants to immediately swing a step to go home.

A bouquet of white roses placed Devano on the table. Afterwards, he showed me a frame of painting. The one in the frame is a face painting of Intan. Devano deliberately recreated when he knew the face painting of Intan displayed in his room disappeared.

“This one .. from me. To you, Tan.”

“Don't confuse me, Dev! What does all this mean?” Tears almost came out because his heart could not hold back.

Devano placed a face painting of Intan right next to a bouquet of white roses given by Sandhi. After that, Devano's eyes softened, warmly glazed for Intan whose tears were still held back.

“Intan. I don't like you. Because I don't deserve you.” Devano repeated his first sentence earlier. However, the next sentence was even more shocking. “That sentence is what I wanted to tell you when I found out about Sandhi loving you, Tan. But ...” Devano hung up his sentence.

The look on Intan's face softened. Pay more attention than before. There is a change in taste, making Intan choose to stay in his chair.

“But, I remembered your words while at the Star Cafe. The words you said to Sandhi.” Devano's smile really broadened this time around. “May I repeat the sentence I heard back then, Tan?”

No words Intan can release. From her only materialized one light nod to assent.

“The man who fills the space of my heart, he is the very definition of comfort. He deserves me. Totally deserved me.” Devano paused his sentence, deliberately waiting for Intan's reaction which this time seemed more glazed. “I love to hear your definition,” added Devano.

Slowly, Intan's face changed. The more softened, even already tertoreh smile knot.

“She even willingly threw herself into the fish pond, just so I wouldn't get soaked alone. Hmm ... I seem to be starting to like fish ponds.” Devano's teeth were seen accompanying her light laughter.

Miraculous. Devano's words made Intan laugh.

“Still want to hear the continuation?” Devano offered, and immediately got a repeated nod from Intan.

“This sentence is the part I like the most.” Pause for a moment. Devano changed the look in his eyes, into a loving look.

“Dia .. introduced me to the other side of the world, about sharing, and the true meaning of happiness. He deserves me.” Devano's eyes deepened, implying the depth of the feeling he had been craving. “One more time, he deserves me. Devano Albagri, she deserves Intania Zhesky.”

The test!

Tears of Intan can no longer be held back. Flowing just soaked his cheeks. Intan. It was so exciting to hear the truth.

“Eit, don't cry, dong!” Devano lowered his voice while looking at his left right. “I don't have a magic handkerchief like in soapron-sinetron.” whispered Devano.

"The woman you saw at the Star Cafe, she's not my boyfriend. Indeed, I used to like it. But now, in my heart there is no more love."

Intan smiled gently, then nodded. Intan realized, he had misunderstood. Had thought the woman he saw was Devano's lover, it turns out his assumption was wrong. And now Intan is grateful to have learned the facts directly from Devano's mouth.

“Jadi ...” Devano makes a word out.

“So what?” tanya Intan without fading her smile.

“Which one did you choose? Bouquet of flowers or face painting?”

“Yes bouquet of flowers, dong!” Intan's hands nimbly grabbed the bouquet of white roses Sandhi gave her.

From there, Devano's smile receded. He was shocked by Intan's choice.

“If told to choose a white rose or a face painting, yes I choose the white rose. But, if told to choose the person ... yes I choose the face painting maker.”

Devano spontaneously stood up from his seat. His face implied an incredible sense of happiness. There is a day, but no tears represent it. Devano is grateful, for finally being able to get to the point of taste recognition.

Not wanting to be the center of attention, Intan hurriedly told Devano to sit down. Both Intan and Devano, they looked happy. Really happy.

“Ohya, Dev. What was that expression of love?”

“Means?”

“I mean ... why is there no word i love you?” Intan.

“Ouh. Okay. I love you, Tan.”

Intan grinned the horse. “Love you too, Dev. Then?”

“Hem? Then what is it?” Devano really doesn't know what Intan means.

“Lalu ... shouldn't we order ice cream?”

“Oh yes. Ice-cream. I almost forgot. Wait, yeah. Wait right here. I'll order something special for us.”

Devano is heading to the booking place. As for Intan, he tried to be patient because actually earlier he hoped that Devano not only said I love you, but ….

“When can I meet your parents, Tan?” Devano suddenly appeared and said so.

Yep. That's what Intan expected. And, now Devano has spoken.

“I'm shocked, Dev. You're so quick to come back here?” Intan stroked his chest. He's really shocked.

“So you want me to linger standing at the cashier's desk? Who is accompanying you here?” Devano developed his smile, deliberately teasing.

“Already. Em, what did you say?”

“When can I meet your parents, Tan?”

What a heart of Diamond when it flowered. That sentence was what he was waiting for, because Intan did not want to waste time with a relationship without ties.

“Secapnya. Come and propose to me, Dev.”

Devano. His smile remained fixed for Intan. What a surprising Wednesday night, because before this Devano had been trapped in a sense of doubt. Gegara said deservedly, Devano almost gave up on his feelings. However, the word deserved itself is precisely what makes Devano continue to advance until the proving phase. Devano no longer questioned his decency, but chose to express his feelings.

Yoga, Devano's brother isn't the only one who's meritorious. Devanolah's most powerful heart strength took on her role. Because his heart space was filled. Not by force, but by sincerity. And, the sincerity of his heart was reserved for Intania Zhesky.

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Still in nana’s ice cream, at another table away from the table where Intan and Devano. Yoga, he smiled with satisfaction watching the smile on Devano and Intan's faces. Although no chance to hear the talk, but Yoga is so sure that everything goes smoothly.

“Intan. I was just one of your admirers in the past. Now, be happy with my sister. And, hopefully the taste does not grow back,” Yoga murmurs later.

What has happened to yoga in the past? Doesn't he have a wife? What the hell is going on? Was it really his move this time? Looking forward to the story!

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